Qi Yu Millennium

"The outcome has been decided, what else do you want?" Jian Xing hesitated for a moment and shouted.The Vajra Cannon was more cultivated than him, and Jian Xing never expected that the Vajra Cannon would reach out to snatch the gong in his hand, so he didn't react until the Vajra Cannon grabbed the gong back.

"Old Yu, knock it?" The Vajra Cannon grabbed the gong and rushed to my side.

I have already seen King Kong Cannon’s previous act of grabbing gongs, and I am used to his recklessness. This guy is a descendant of a close relative. Let alone 30 years old, he will not be smart even if he lives to 80 years old Where to go, not to mention that he snatched the opponent's gong in a hurry because he was worried about the safety of Gongyang Yifeng, so I can't criticize him.

"Brother Pindao is reckless and rude, I hope the master will not blame you." I reached out and took the copper gong from the Vajra Cannon, and then used the Yishan Jue to throw it back to the lama monk opposite.The reason why I want to return the gong to them is because just as the Vajra Cannon was in the middle of grabbing the gong, the situation on the field changed slightly. Sweat beads had already covered Liao Jing's forehead, and his body shape and aura fluctuated violently. It seemed that he couldn't last long.

"Amitabha." The lama on the opposite side did not reach out to catch the gong, but transferred the gong to Jian Xing not far away with a wave of his left hand.Lama originally means monk in Tibetan.So no matter if they were lamas or monks, they all recited the Dharma name of Dainichi Tathagata, that is, Amitabha Buddha.

The scene in front of me gave me two gains. First, the reason why I threw the gong to the lama instead of Jian Xing was to test the lama’s true cultivation, and that lama A lama monk took the gong with my aura without showing any trace and transferred it to Jianxing, which shows that his cultivation level is not inferior to mine.Second, calling that lama by people above Jianxing means that the young lama has a higher seniority than him.You must know that Buddhism pays attention to the equality of all beings. They generally call other monks masters. In Buddhism, only senior monks with high morals can use the title of master. This is different from the title of master in Taoism.

"Ninth brother, look." Just as I was in a daze, Wen Xiaofeng came to my side, beckoning me with puzzled eyes to watch Jianzhen's strange behavior.

At this moment, Jianzhen took out the yellow paper from his cassock again and looked down. Jianxing was standing next to him with a gong in his hand.After taking a few glances, Jianzhen refolded the yellow paper and put it into his sleeve, and met Jianxing's eyes suspiciously.Judging from the hesitant expressions of the two, they were considering whether to ring the gong and admit defeat.

"The yellow paper must be kept by Ming Hui." Wen Xiaofeng said with a frown.He has a careful mind, and he has already discovered that the two of Jianzhen and Jianxing will take out the yellow paper and follow the rules every time they are critical.

"They seem to be waiting." I said suspiciously.I had already guessed the entrustment left by Zen Master Minghui written on that piece of yellow paper. Compared with it, I was more concerned about Liao Jing's hands, which were dry, cracked and peeled from the flames. The defeat was already over. Why didn't they sound the gong? throw in the towel?

"If you continue to entangle, you will definitely be killed!" Just as Wen Xiaofeng and I were talking in a low voice, Gongyang Yifeng let out another roar, and at the same time reversed his body and kicked Monk Liaojing who was already in a mess.

Monk Liao Jing turned over and stood up quickly after being kicked down by the ram Yifeng, his eyes drifted left and right, and then he casually grabbed something from the weeds. I looked intently, it was an ice crystal Buddha bead.

"The old man has worked hard enough to cultivate his body, but he is still not as good as you. The Buddha has no spirit, what is the law of heaven?" Monk Liao Jing screamed, and suddenly put his hands together, and with the strength of his palms, he patted the ice crystal Buddha bead It became powder.

Immediately after the ice crystals broke, a thick chill burst out, causing the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly.We are more than [-] steps away from him at this moment, but we can still feel the cold air from the broken ice crystal Buddha beads.And Monk Liaojing himself, under the lingering cold air, his eyebrows were covered with frost, his hands and feet turned into ice, he laughed out of composure and rushed towards the ram Yifeng standing in the sky.

"Senior Brother Seven, go back... Husband, be careful..." Dameier and I shouted at the same time.Liao Jing's move obviously had the intention of killing them all.He smashed the ice crystals to take advantage of the coldness to restrain the fire aura of Ram Yifeng.When the ram leans against the wind and protects against the fire for a long time, his body temperature is much higher than that of ordinary people. If he encounters the extreme cold air at this time, his body will undergo drastic changes. This change is like suddenly pouring ice water into a hot water cup. Dramatic temperature changes will cause cracks or even burst directly.

"Zhuzi is despicable, he should be punished!" Gongyang Yifeng raised his head and glanced at Dameier, then turned to stab the monk Liaojing who flew towards him with a roar of fire spear.

The moment the two came into contact, an extremely thick mist was produced, and the huge mist wrapped the two of them tightly, making it difficult for everyone outside to observe the specific situation of the two of them.

"Brother, it's finally foggy." At this moment, Jianxing couldn't help shouting out. Judging from his surprised tone, he and Jianzhen seemed to have been waiting for the fog.

"Boom!" At the same time, Jianzhen blew the gong to admit defeat.

At the same time as the gong sounded, the lama monk and I waved our sleeves at the same time and used spiritual energy to disperse the thick mist that enveloped the ram Yifeng and Jingjing. The quiet breath was dissipating rapidly, and there was no blood flowing out of a huge piercing wound on his chest. This was exactly what would happen after being stabbed by the ram Yifeng flame spear.Although there was no blood on the wound, Lie Jing couldn't survive after being pierced through the chest.And his right hand, which had been peeled off and exposed to flesh and blood, was currently grasping Ram Yifeng's soul-sustaining hood, but unfortunately, he was unable to take it off.

Liao Jing, who had lost his breath, finally crashed to the ground after the aura dissipated, and the monks hurriedly caught his body and recited the Buddha's name.

"Seventh Brother, Seventh Senior Brother, Husband, Old Seventh..." Everyone on our side gathered together to observe Gongyang Yifeng's situation, and after confirming that he was not injured at all, we couldn't help but express our appreciation and joy. However, Gongyang Yifeng, who won the hard battle, focused all his attention on Dameier, and the trust and love in his eyes made Dameier smile like a flower, with strong affection.

"Ah?!" Just as everyone turned around and wanted to return to the Nether Temple, Da Meier let out a cry of surprise and despair.

"Patriarch Da, what's wrong with you?" I hurriedly turned my head and looked back.

"Soul-fixing mask," Da Meier tremblingly stretched out her jade fingers like green onions to point at the mask on Gongyang Yifeng's face, "There is a crack in the soul-fixing mask..."